The hiding time is past
The old familiar through
He has knit them fast
He'll tell you what to do.

Your nets are empty
Cast them overboard
And lower them into the deep
Into the lives
The watery graves
Of those the dark would keep.

When your nets are full
Draw them all aboard
And pull them in for God's good sake
Into the life
The airy promise
And trust they will not break.

John 21:11

by J Alan R

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